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Kevin Gates

Genres: Hip-Hop

Not Really Lyrics - Kevin Gates

(Hook) 

Trust issues got me being cautious, not friendly 

Niggas rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not really 

Blood in the streets for any one of my nigga 

I'm riding solo, I be striving with that 9 milli 

I'mma make you kill me, I'mma make you kill me 

I'm a different type of real, I can't make you feel me 

Neva disrespect me, I'mma make you kill me 

Made it to polices in my city, I'm already guilty 

(Verse) 

Judicate, the housing where I'm residing is already boarded up 

Don't go hard, it's hard, go hard as Starbuck, work, work it up 

Don't come up to talk to us for nothing, exit is for rummy(?) 

Been here in the streets, I see police, they don't protect and serve 

Hands on the badge of a bad one, stretch him, make him hurt 

Young niggas go berserk, he's in pain, taking narcotics 

Can't reside in south side, find nothing about it 

Nobody ever give us, taken, resort to robbin' 

Education in the game which came to my reviving 

While on the move, bump the future, ain't no way around it 

It's cool, caught up chasing loo, take a break, I doubt it 

Out chasing to the flow, nothing else to say about it 

(Hook) 

Trust issues got me being cautious, not friendly 

Niggas rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not really 

Blood in the streets for any one of my nigga 

I'm riding solo, I be striving with that 9 milli 

I'mma baker you kill me, I'mma make you kill me 

I'm a different type or real, I can't make you feel me 

Neva disrespect me, I'mma make you kill me 

Made it to polices in my city, I'm already guilty 

(Verse) 

These things make a don block, someone shot 

Children make the news, small murders, that any town got 

He just want some shoes, you fooled, you got around that 

I don't like niggas who be talking out of town 

Solid object, gotta turn into profit, feed my pocket 

Fiber optic going brr-brick-bra-brrra, my type of violence 

Born a hustla, die a gangsta, why not move in silence? 

I'm the original my self, can't be no (???) 

All these lames that come behind me, pulling out on sideways 

Now the Impalas rockin' , braid with the auto cocker 

Listenin' to Starlito 

Other rappers are fuckin' liars 

100 gang, come on 

Fire, fire fire, fire 

(Hook) 

Trust issues got me being cautious, not friendly 

Niggas rollin' swishas, do I wanna hit it? Not really 

Blood in the streets for any one of my nigga 

I'm riding solo, I be striving with that 9 milli 

I'mma baker you kill me, I'mma make you kill me 

I'm a different type or real, I can't make you feel me 

Neva disrespect me, I'mma make you kill me 

Made it to polices in my city, I'm already guilty 

 

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